Wednesday, January 26, 2011

How the shit went down.

Gather round kiddies, let Uncle Tony tell you all a story. Once upon a time there was an insanely cool kid named Anthony who everyone wanted to be friends with. After all, he had the best imaginary friend in the whole world, and all the kids loved to play with Anthony and his friend. But then the little boy grew up and realized that, "Hey, this isn't cool anymore. In fact, this is lame." His friend wanted him to leave his old life and come with it, but he didn't want to leave his parents.

So his friend-turned-enemy grew angry with the boy. Followed him around during his teenage years, unable to communicate with someone who didn't believe. Then the man fell in love. And he got married to the best woman in the world. But it was a moment of weakness, one that his friend had been waiting for all his life.

In short, I lost everything. I could have had a happy marriage, a child of my own, a boring day job with friends who wanna talk college football, a cozy house with the white picket fence and dog. But because I defied it, it ruined everything and everyone around me suffers.

I travel alone because every person I tried to team up with was eventually caught and ripped apart, hung from trees like Christmas ornaments.

Ten years of this and it still doesn't stop. It never does.


  1. Maybe not, Tony. But it WILL stop one day. It WILL stop, and we will all be here to see it, and you will be here - and you'll be able to get a picket fence again. You'll be able to live normally again. This is what I believe. This is the truth. The only possible truth.

  2. *nods* I figured it was gonna be something like that. It's disturbing how many of us saw it when we were kids and forgot about it or just didn't make the connection until it was too late. Makes me wonder why we didn't get taken, but other kids did.

  3. Frap- Hehe, I wish I could believe that. But it's been so long that I can't really see the dream house and life anymore. Not tryin' to be depressing, just realistic.

    Kay- Yeah, it likes it's kiddies, doesn't it? Heh, I knew this one kid- Daniel Portman- I was friends with him waaay back in the day. He went with it. Never saw him again, not even as a minion. I can only guess that happened to the poor guy.
    Maybe it found the people who got away amusing or infuriating. Either way, the main reason I find is because the kids either forgot about it or believed it was just a figment of their imagination.

  4. And now you have a life of Running, an internet family and two English/Irish women flitting between wanting to kill/hug you.


    In other news, that sucks, but I'm bad with emotional shit so I'll just say I'm sorry.

    Which are stupid words but hey.

  5. Hehehe, I must be the luckiest guy in the world. Not sure how you two decided that I was a fun guy to talk to, but hey, not complainin'.

    Eh, glad you didn't get sappy on me. What happened happened. Can't change it.